By: Sydney Munsell

I stand alone in a vast sea of people

A dark gray cloud haunts me

I hear the distant sound of thunder

But when I look around it’s sunny

The people around me smile and talk

But I can’t seem to escape my own thoughts

I feel one drop, two drops

And then it begins to pour

The water seeps into the dry and dusty ground

My shirt, soaked

My hair fragile and stringy

Lightning flashes before my eyes

In panic, I look for shelter, but I see everyone is dry

Girls shiny hair still in luscious curls

Guys shirts flutter in the wind

Then the rain stops roaring

It slows to the sound of small waves crashing on the shore

I ask why I stand alone in this storm

Then when I look up expecting to see the sun

I see a dark gray cloud that haunts me